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I am Cracker

My wife and I were talking about our pets. And what were going to do when they die. I know fun conversation right. She was telling me how when she was a kid that her cats would always just disappear. Only to find out that they had died but her parents told her they ran away. So she concluded that when our oldest cat Cracker dies that I am to tell her that he ran away as to sort of ease the pain.

So I came up with one even better. I figured that each pet could leave a note that would read something like this.

Dear Mom and Dad,
While I have enjoyed my time on earth with you in your dwelling I have decided to venture into the wild. Several years ago while you were gone at work I rented the movie “Into The Wild,” on pay per view. Don’t be mad I was just really bored that day and was tired of sleeping all day. Not to mention I lost the plastic milk jug ring under the fridge so I had nothing to play with. Anyways back to the movie. Bottom line is this after watching that move I felt liked a trapped kitty in my glass house. This is why I feel that I must head out into the wild and get back to roots. To get back in touch with my wild side. To be free and pee wherever I want. Tell that nuisance of a dog that she wont ever have to be bothered by me ever again. I am on my way to a better place, and Im hoping to find a bus to call my own. One that I can tear up the seats with my back claws. Thanks for the good times, all those tummy rubs, hair brushings, and goodie treats. BTW, I hated the cat food you switched to towards the end. I was not FAT, I did not need weight watchers FOOD. Oops I digress. Mom I will always remember helping Dad propose to you, Im glad to be a part of it. Dad thanks for rescuing my from that crazy dog, I dont think I would have survived his teeth. And kids well Im just glad you did’nt pull my tail out. Now I must go out INTO THE WILD…..yours truely FireCracker.

Then I would put his little paw print on the paper to sign his name.

Last night we had some powerful storms rip through our city and nearby communities.  Knowing the storm and possible tornado was coming our way I managed to get my car into the garage and prepare our main closet for bunker central.  Then I got our flashlights ready and the family.  We were watching the news and it kept saying it was coming our way.  Five minutes later and we lost our signal to our TV.   OK that means its time to move into the closet just to be safe.  Especially since we have no way of knowing if a tornado is eminent.  Once inside the closet we turn on the radio only to hear the first thing out of it.  “Its flooding down in Texas,” by Stevie Ray Vaughn.  How appropriate I think.  After about 15 minutes the hail stopped and our house was intact.   No tornado luckily.   I have not checked to see if theres any damage yet.   We were lucky, some other neighborhoods were not.  The good thing is that as of last night nobody was injured from the tornados that did touch down.   Now I will always have a song to remind me of that crazy night where I tell my daughter ” Do you want to play a weather game in the closet.”  After all we did not want to scare her anymore than she already was from the thunder.